"Go and take a look."

Maud came to the door of the room and pushed it straight into it.

This is a magnificent room.

On the left side of the room, there is a set of tables and chairs with gold and silver engraved.

On the table are half-eat delicacies and wine pots that pour out the wine.

On the ground and even on the chairs, you can see many exquisitely shaped crossbows.

But on the right side of the room, there are white wooden crosses standing, with twelve of them, arranged in a row.

Each cross is bound with a naked man and woman, with a large number of tiny sleeve arrows inserted into them.

Straws of blood flowed out from the position where the sleeve arrow pierced, landed along the body to the ground, and gathered into a pool of blood.

As long as you observe the sleeve arrows carefully, you will find that those sleeve arrows are mostly avoiding the key points and gathering on the limbs of these people. You can even see several sleeve arrows nailed to your fingers.

Not far from the cross are two hardcore cells.

There are more than 20 adult men and more than a dozen adult women in it.

Without exception, they were huddled in the corner of the cell, trembling.

"These people... are slaves?"

Mode frowned, glanced coldly at the bottom of one of the tables, and then walked towards the closest cross.

On it, there was a woman with her head down and a weak breath.

"Kill me...kill me..."

As he approached, Mode heard the woman's voices whispering like mosquitoes, and the words came and went, repeating them constantly.

Maud's eyes flashed across the woman's bloody body.

Sixty-two.

This is the number of sleeve arrows on a woman.

Mode looked at the sleeve arrows silently, probably guessing what was going on.

It is nothing more than the way princes and nobles enjoy their fun in slaves.

And this woman has obviously...

"Kill me...kill me..."

"good."

Mode responded and raised his hand and twisted the woman's neck as fast as possible.

The woman's voice came to an abrupt end.

After helping the woman free, Mode instantly felt the praying gazes looking over from his side.

Those masters of their eyes were those tied to the other eleven crosses.

They also want to get rid of it soon...

Maud ignored them and turned and walked straight towards the table with delicious food and wine.

Underneath one of the tables is a man.

Maud came to the table and raised his hand to lift the tablecloth.

"Don't kill me!!!"

As the tablecloth was lifted, a terrifying voice came from under the table.
Chapter completed!